A viper in the Beast World

Using a stick and the dirt as a canvas, I am trying to describe to Jason what I want him to make me. I have no artistic bone in my body, but I think my drawing is somewhat understandable.

He asks questions about some details and I go over them patiently.

I got a bad craving for fish, but none of my males are talented at catching the slippery bastards. So I was thinking of modern ways we could go about it. My options were a fishing net and a woven fish basket trap. The first option seems like it would take a lot of time to make, so I try to remember how a fishing basket was made. I remember seeing a clip about it once, but I'm not sure of all the details.

Woven with vines, this trap is filled with bait and then dropped in the water, then left there. The fish will swim in, but they can't swim back out.

It looks like a rubbish bin or laundry basket woven from wicker or rattan? But I guess some other types of vines also works. Okay, picture that, only tapered at one end to look like a cone. Then there's another smaller cone set inside it with an opening that's large enough for a fish to swim through and has some sharp sticks at the entrance to stop the fish from leaving.

Fish swim into the trap, lured by the tasty bait tossed in the back end. Once there, they get confused and have no idea how to get back out again.

"I think I can do one. I will go to gather what I need for it. You stay with Jared until I am back."

I give Jason a goodbye kiss, and he leaves with a satisfied smile.

Jared and I went to my comfy pile of furs under the tree, I have no idea what it's named, it makes the weird apple-banana fruit.

"Do you want to pick some fruits?" Jared asked, pointing at the tree. I must have stared a bit too long at the fruits.

"Sure." I'm not really hungry but I could use something sweet, although the apple-banana it's not that sweet.

Jared climbs the tree using his sharp nails, or claws? Both him and Jason can make their nails grow really sharp like in their beast form without shifting. I guess all males can do it.

After picking a few fruits, Jared comes down and after washing them he hands me the fruits.

"Can you cut them for me?" Jason hums and cuts them in small pieces using his claws in a bowl.

After finishing, he hands me the bowl. I thanked him and after finding a comfortable position, I started eating.

I miss a real dessert. I don't think I am ever going to eat chocolate ever again. Or I could try to make some. I know I need cocoa for it, but everything else is a mystery. I don't even know how cocoa powder is made, so I should not even dream of chocolate anymore.

I bite another piece of fruit while regretting I wasn't more curious about the process of how some of my favorite deserts were made from scratch in the past. Knowing more about making more things would have been very useful, even the fishing basket I only remember it because of some stupid documentary I saw with one of my exes, but I was not interested in it at that time.

If I knew I was gonna be sent to a primitive world I would have pair more attention to the documentary and wouldn't have been playing on my phone in the middle of it.

There are so many useful things that I would have loved having around. Maybe I can make a list and see if there are any that could be made by her males.

I need something to write those ideas on. Drawing in the dirt with a stick is very inefficient.

Would the leather part of a piece of fur be good to write on? Some charcoal could be used to write with. It doesn't hurt to give it a try.

I got up and went to choose a suitable fur, I settled for a smaller piece of rabbit fur. Then I go to our fire place and use a stick to search the ashes for a suitable charcoal.

"What are you doing?" Jason hovers over me curiously.

"I need a piece of charcoal this big." I gesture the size I want. "Charcoal is the black pieces among the ash. I want to try to write with it."

Jared joins me in stirring the ashes, and we find a few pieces that I am satisfied with. But now my hands are all dirty. Jared, helped me wash my hands and then did the same for himself.

I wrap the charcoal in some rags to keep my hands clean. We go back to the fur pile and I try to write on the rabbit skin. Which turned out to work fine enough.

So what do I think is an idea that could be realized if we try to make.

Maybe a bed? But our current one is not bad. I find it comfortable enough. So that can wait.

A toilet would be nice. We are using a sandpit now. I feel like a cat in a litter box. There's no privacy either. Anyone passing could see me. I really hate it. I always have to ask Jason to chase away any male hiding around before I can do my business. Therefore, the toilet goes to the top of the list.

What else? Soap would be nice but I don't know how to make it. Then that's a pass. I really need underwear. And making them out of fur is a big no. Clothes are made from fur here, I haven't seen other materials used to make them yet. I ask Jared about it, maybe he knows more.

"There are actually other types of clothes. Herbivore use cotton flowers to make them and also some use silk. But I don't know how they do it."

That makes sense, actually. Herbivore aren't built to hunt, so they don't have that many furs so they would, of course, use other materials for their clothing.

"How far is the closest herbivore village?" If it's not far, we could buy some cotton material from them.

"Around a week away if I go at full speed." That's quite far.

"Are there any beasts that travel from village to village to sell things?" I ask curiously. It would be great if there are any of them.

"There are merchant caravans that do that. But they don't come often. The next one should be here soon."

Oh my god! The thought of shopping for some nice things excites me.

"That's great! Do you think there will be any cotton fabrics? And how do you pay for the goods. Do you use bartering?"

"That's an option. But crystals are also an option."

Crystals? Oh! I remember now. There are two types of crystals that are sometimes used as currency. The clear crystal or transparent crystal and the green crystal or emerald. Both of them are very precious and difficult to obtain. The clear one can recover energy if eaten and the green one can help heal wounds, but more importantly, stops aging for ten years after eating it.

But they can only be obtained by strong males of at least three stripes, since you have to fight fucking dinosaurs called colossals to get them. The transparent crystal come from carnivorous colossal and the green ones from herbivore colossal.

I need to as Jason if we have any crystals at home when he comes back.

Back to what I was doing. I would also like to have some more different kinds of vegetables to eat. Bread would also be nice. Most of the people of the village are carnivorous, even the females don't eat much apart from meat and some fruit.

I don't know about them, but I can't stand to have that kind of diet. For bread, I would need flour, but for that, I need grain. I hope that there will be grain with the caravan.

Even if we get grain, we have to figure out how to make it into flour. Crushing the grains between rocks might work. This idea can wait until we get some grain in our hands.

There appears to be no method to preserve food known yet. Maybe I could try to change that. I would rather not starve in the winter.

We found carrots and potatoes in the woods nearby. We could stock a lot of them since they last a lot until going bad. I could pickle some other veggies too, since I know how. Jam would be nice, but we don't have sugar and even if we did, I don't know how to make it.

What else could we try? Smoked meat would be good. But I'm not sure how smoking works. We could experiment with it. It's still spring, we have time to figure out.

I finish my fruit and write my last idea on the skin. They are not many, but we don't have the time or manpower for other, more complex things.

Jared helps me clean the bowl and then comes back with a wet fur for my hands.

"Thank you." It's pleasant to be taken care of. And it also makes my males happy to let them do things for me. Even if occasionally I feel like they don't let me do much on my own.

I am already more active than any female in this village by simply walking on my feet and eating by myself. Jason tried to feed me or carry me around, but I always refuse him. I am not disabled, and I already let them do all the hard work in the house.

Jared shifted to his beast form and comes next to me and I can't resist the urge to pet his nice fur. And how could I when such a big cuty is before my eyes. Running my hands through his fur with practiced moves I get an appreciative purr from the massive jaguar.

When I had enough of my daily dose of petting, I settle against his side in the fluffy fur and the warm body under me lull me to a peaceful slumber.